The charity lunch/dinner season is over for the next eight weeks. My last lunch was last week - it's the last on the calendar before the summer break. It was by far the best. Call me biased (OK - I'm biased) it's a charity that I'm on the committee of. But more than that it really is fun, entertaining, informative and thinks out of the box. So - Three Gold Kisses! It is also the bitchiest and most confrontational, but what's a good bitch between Frenemies? (It's all for a good cause).
Now I find myself packing for my holidays. My Mother is coming with me so is resident at my home at the moment, and is always on at me to go through my old clothes, to sort them out and give away what I'm not going to wear again (remember the pink Chanel ensemble?)
So - I've been through some old trousers. Needless to say I was SO much thinner then! They have to go... Oh I wish I hadn't started. Anyhow, there is a bag full of clothes waiting to go to the charity shop. Dolce anyone?
The Price of Love, as I found out yesterday from my interview with a very discrete introduction agency, starts at £15,000 a year for eight (yes eight) introductions. No, I'm afraid that's not for me. So all my friends who read me (and you know who you are) keep both eyes peeled for suitable candidates. All my past Suitors are exactly that - in the past. That includes my major crush (you know who you are). When I had the chance I bottled it... His reputation terrified me! And now that I'm over that he's "for the moment" taken. Next!
I've managed to stick to my promise of not buying anything significant this month, which is just as well, as Winter has arrived in the shops. And I have clubs to join, memberships to renew and the builders - all in August. So Bravo to me! See - it can be done.
I'm so looking forward to my holiday, my rest and my tan. All of you that know me (and all of you that don't) - enjoy the sun wherever you are in the world and remember - suitcases were built to hold clothes, enjoy them.
Happy Shopping!
